Chapter 288: This seat is happy
The golden bronze bell floated in the air, like a huge cage cover, covering most of the three-foot cage. The golden light of the bronze bell matched with the clean white and gold-patterned shirt of the Divine Sect was in stark contrast to the black-dominated Demon Palace Tower and the black-robed Demon Palace people with ghost faces.
The dazzling light was like a blue-black magic vine released by the innate restraint of leaf dyeing white, and where it was covered by golden light, the growth rate of the magic vine slowed down, and there was a faint wilting momentum of turning yellow.
Tu Ming gently raised his right hand and slapped it heavily, the bronze bell behind him trembled, and the deafening bell resounded throughout the three feet, sending out bursts of echoes, and the person who heard it appeared in a trance for a moment, and the uneasiness about the Battle Demon Palace was dispelled, as if he was blessed with power, his spirit was flying, and he was immersed in the bell with the power of washing.
Among them, there are no people from the Demon Palace.
Around the tower of the Demon Palace, the demon army that was on guard against the enemy was affected by the bell, picked up their ears, staggered, and there was a small commotion, and the weak ones who cultivated were even sitting directly on the ground, almost throwing away their armor.
The power of one person can stop thousands of armies.
Before that, I wanted to fight the tyrannical forces, control the vines to dye the leaves that people put down white, slap stupid ideas to death, and remove the resistance to let the black leaves grow freely.
I'm sorry, I'm allergic to bells, and if I don't do anything bad, I'm sorry for the identity of the female devil of this seat.
Half leaning on his brother, Ye Dye, who turned into a ball of cartilage, forgot his current physical condition, and couldn't wait to run out immediately to appear.
Pretending to be forced in front of this seat, does this seat agree!
"Don't move."
The mountains and rivers seemed to be aware of Ye Dyebai's intentions and stopped Ye Dyebai's movements.
Ye Ranbai lay back honestly, this seat is still injured, and this seat can't be impulsive.
It's not a full-blooded competition, there will be a sense of weakness, and this seat must make up for the state first.
After stopping the power in the black leaves, Tu Ming's bronze bell was useless, and the vines shrouded most of the three-foot town at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, except for the places protected by the orange-level formation, they were all shrouded in black vines.
All the changes naturally can't escape Tu Ming's divine sense. His gaze jumped directly to the top of the tower, and his cold and majestic face was extremely serious: "In the middle of the night, what is the ability to be a turtle with a shrunken head?" ”
Provocative, Ye Ranbai didn't care.
It's a pity that Tu Ming has a sensitive/sentimental word in his words.
It's okay not to mention the turtle, but when the turtle is mentioned, Ye Ranbai feels angry.
Dividing his strength to stabilize his body's aura, Ye Ranbai laughed lowly, as if he had heard something funny, and his words were full of indifference: "This seat is happy." ”
Four words, full of hatred points.
When everyone outside the tower heard the woman's laughter, their footsteps began to be confused, and they almost ran away, but fortunately, they remembered that there was another Divine Sect Master with the same name as the female demon, so they stood in place worriedly.
The witch smiled.
It seemed like a few laughs, and then there was no movement.
Everyone stared nervously at the tower of the Demon Palace, they had to suspect that this was a conspiracy of the Demon Palace, tying up the people who participated in the Three Dings Immortal Seal and luring them over...... Clean sweep.
The air was so still for two breaths that someone came back to their senses and realized that it was the female devil who had fooled them.
Tu Ming twisted her eyebrows, obviously thinking about what the female devil had planned.
"There are still two hours left for the Sanding Immortal to open, what is the purpose of arresting everyone?"
The woman in the tower didn't speak again, but Hua Duoyu, who had been watching everything gently from beginning to end, slowly replied: "You all have heard the rumors of the recent days, and the purpose of the Demon Palace is not to be discussed, so I just said hello to you." ”